Alsatian Riesling On My Breath by Ethan Charles Lyrics
Built from two, with nary to prove
And gold in drops of light
Suzannah makes her way with fire
Johannah draws the crowd with her plight
Well, I figure I got one more good one
So I may as well try and make it last
My heart may stop like the vines that rot
And swell circles 'round the thriving grass
He was told he lived like a king in a past life
But the pressure corroded his head
She thought she deserved to be a queen this time
But she never wed
Still, she found his dеsperation charming
Though they nevеr kept it up when she said
"I like you enough, can you mix me up
Another sour drink to tell my head"
He'd wake to find blood on his pillow
From the battles he'd lost when tall
She'd say this was a world "that was built for kings"
And he resented how she made him feel small
And if I should die before I wake
I'd surrender the world for only a taste
As we rush along the righteous path
With that riesling on my breath
For now it all seemed certain
But he needed someone to call
And look in the eyes and try new lies
To prove he's still creative and all
She said, "I think I've seen you somewhere
Yeah you're the lion with the golden skin"
He said, "You must have me mistaken
I've never met a lion half as dim"
She said, "Ah, come now you philosopher
And treat me like your last conquest
I can take it--I was once a concubine
Before the lawyers overtook my nest
"So drink up like your favorite cowboy
I'll be the bard in lingerie
I'm not going home alone tonight
And you look like you could use a lay"
And if she were to say I'm pretty
Or even that the time seems right
My cup overfloweth where the sun don't shine
And I feel better, but for this time
And if I could die before I wake
I'd surrender the world for only a taste
As we rush along the righteous path
With that riesling on my breath
Fiction keeps us stoic
And she wanted something more on the nerve
She'd leave a map to her heart in the fire
For him to find if he had the worth
Still she gave him one last chance
And said, "I'd settle for just your princess"
He said, "I'd take you to my heart
But I forgot the address"
She disappeared with the mist and the moon
But in the night he can still hear her sing
"Baby, you're such a buffoon
And this world is only fit for kings"
And if I should die before I wake
I'd surrender the world for only a taste
As we rush along the righteous path
Alsatian riesling on my breath
And gold in drops of light
Suzannah makes her way with fire
Johannah draws the crowd with her plight
Well, I figure I got one more good one
So I may as well try and make it last
My heart may stop like the vines that rot
And swell circles 'round the thriving grass
He was told he lived like a king in a past life
But the pressure corroded his head
She thought she deserved to be a queen this time
But she never wed
Still, she found his dеsperation charming
Though they nevеr kept it up when she said
"I like you enough, can you mix me up
Another sour drink to tell my head"
He'd wake to find blood on his pillow
From the battles he'd lost when tall
She'd say this was a world "that was built for kings"
And he resented how she made him feel small
And if I should die before I wake
I'd surrender the world for only a taste
As we rush along the righteous path
With that riesling on my breath
For now it all seemed certain
But he needed someone to call
And look in the eyes and try new lies
To prove he's still creative and all
She said, "I think I've seen you somewhere
Yeah you're the lion with the golden skin"
He said, "You must have me mistaken
I've never met a lion half as dim"
She said, "Ah, come now you philosopher
And treat me like your last conquest
I can take it--I was once a concubine
Before the lawyers overtook my nest
"So drink up like your favorite cowboy
I'll be the bard in lingerie
I'm not going home alone tonight
And you look like you could use a lay"
And if she were to say I'm pretty
Or even that the time seems right
My cup overfloweth where the sun don't shine
And I feel better, but for this time
And if I could die before I wake
I'd surrender the world for only a taste
As we rush along the righteous path
With that riesling on my breath
Fiction keeps us stoic
And she wanted something more on the nerve
She'd leave a map to her heart in the fire
For him to find if he had the worth
Still she gave him one last chance
And said, "I'd settle for just your princess"
He said, "I'd take you to my heart
But I forgot the address"
She disappeared with the mist and the moon
But in the night he can still hear her sing
"Baby, you're such a buffoon
And this world is only fit for kings"
And if I should die before I wake
I'd surrender the world for only a taste
As we rush along the righteous path
Alsatian riesling on my breath